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“I repeat, gentlemen,” he said, in an ominously low tone, “what of it?” Drummond shrugged his shoulders. If he was asleep, then she much regretted that she must wake him up. Anna herself opened the hall door. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. It was not a hopeful looking group. “Well, I don’t feel like standing it. I suppose I ought to have been a man.
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